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This Isn’t Temping: The Nightmare

Today, I have to spend four hour making cold calls as part of a fundraising effort.

This is my actual nightmare. I told the temp agency that I wouldn’t do phone work, especially cold calls, because it makes me feel so uncomfortable.

It does not make me feel better that I am one of nine people doing this.

It does not make me feel good that the person in charge of this project brought coffee for her team and not for me.

I literally feel sick to my stomach, I hate this so much.

In truth, temping can’t get any worse than this. So I bought a coffee and a muffin, and I am going to get fancy udon for lunch, and maybe get a $10 manicure (Midtown is good for something!) afterwards.

I hate this. I am so humbled/horrified/embarrassed. But why?

Update: The Nightmare is over. I have completed my 82 calls. Oh God. That was the worst. But actually, it was fine. Yuck. I am so glad this is over.